Prime Minister's Beautiful Wife

"Poof..."

The blood gushed out all of a sudden and splashed on Yunuo's face and clothes, especially on her snow-white clothes. It was like a flower of blood, which was particularly eye-catching!

"Ah..."

The voice of low roar came out from Jun Yuchen's voice. Seeing that he sat up all of a sudden, his eyes widened, as if he were absent-minded, which surprised Yunuo. As soon as he was about to speak, he saw him fall straight on the bed, close his eyes, hold her hand and naturally loosen it. There was no reaction at all!

"Yu Chen? Yu Chen!"

Yunuo's slightly trembling voice sounded. He couldn't believe looking at the person on the bed. Tears were shining in his eyes. The handkerchief was wiped on his forehead, but he looked as if his face was dead gray without a trace of reaction. It seemed that even breathing was forbidden!

"Master!"

As soon as Zi Mu snapped, he pulled up the bloody doctor, and a sharp voice rang out: "tell me? What's going on? Why is the master like this? Why?!"

The doctor was also frightened. He eagerly explored Jun Yuchen's pulse, as if there was no sound. His face was white, and his trembling voice sounded: "no, there is no pulse! Prime Minister... Prime minister has gone!"

Just the last few words made everyone in the house kneel on the ground except Yunuo and Zimu, crying repeatedly. The listener was very upset. Zimu's hands trembled, pulled the doctor's skirt, looked ferocious, and scolded: "no, it's impossible! The master didn't have a pulse! You quack, come on, give my master Haosheng another look!"

Tears kept falling down, and his hand gradually loosened the doctor's skirt and sat down on the ground. He was no longer like Zimu, who was usually dignified and knew the general, howling and crying like a child!

Yu Nuo, who had been kneeling on the bed, seemed to hear nothing. He just held Jun Yuchen's hand tightly. His eyes were numb, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and put his hand on his cheek, "Yuchen, they are all lying to me. How can you leave me alone? Right?"

Tears fell on the bed Title drop by drop. She sucked her nose and tried to pull out a smile: "you once said you liked to see me smile, so I'll laugh anyway. I just know you must pretend to be asleep, right? You'll wake up, won't you?"

Who can understand the pain in her heart? She was reluctant to let him go, pulled his hand tightly, and let the tears stay.

"If you really can't wake up, shall we sleep together?"

This sentence surprised everyone present. Zi Mu also raised his head and looked at the thin Zi mu. His heart was slightly sour, but he didn't say anything and let his tears fall away.

Maybe they are really the same kind of people, so they can be together. If you were yourself, you would never be able to do it. However

"Cough..."

But suddenly a slight gasp broke the peace of the moment and surprised everyone, especially the nearest Yunuo. She couldn't believe looking at the people on the bed, her eyebrows were slightly twisted, and her breathing was a little panting, not like the dead silence just now.

Tears slipped quietly from the corners of her eyes, but the corners of her mouth raised, held the man's hand tighter, lowered her head, and bloomed in her heart.

She knew he must be reluctant to leave himself alone! She knew how he could leave himself alone?

"Doctor! Doctor! Quickly show my master why!"

Zimu also reacted and immediately pulled up the doctor kneeling on the ground. The doctor was also surprised. He hurried up and diagnosed his pulse again. He was a little relieved and opened his mouth with surprise and joy: "It's amazing! I didn't have a pulse just now. How can I recover now? I think it's only because I was seriously injured that I made him fake death..."

It seemed that he suddenly remembered something, and a trace of surprise appeared in the doctor's eyes: "it seems that the medicine Mr. Bai shengshu once gave me worked, so it protected the prime minister's heart! Mr. Bai shengshu once said that this medicine would lead to a state of feigning death when taken to seriously injured people. Now it seems so! What a lucky thing!"

As soon as he said this, Zimu was relieved. As long as he was sure to keep Jun Yuchen's life, as long as he delayed the time and waited for Bai Feng to come back, everything would be easy to do!

"Ah, ma'am!"

I don't know who screamed and pulled back Zimu's thoughts. He turned his head and saw Yunuo who had fallen by the bed. His heart was also tight, but he saw the scarlet on her waist. Even when he was surprised, he pulled Yunuo and another girl to help her to the small couch on one side and said eagerly, "doctor, come and diagnose my wife's pulse!"

The doctor didn't think much, so he quickly took Yunuo's pulse and slightly twisted his brow: "madam, I should have lost too much blood! Just prescribe a few pills and make up for it, and the bones of the body won't be so weak!" it seemed that he hesitated. The doctor asked again, "dare you ask if madam has ever had a slippery tire? And she has suffered a heavy injury?"

Hearing the doctor's question, Zi Mu nodded without any concealment: "my wife lost a son because of an accident, and my body became weak... I don't know..."

"In addition, my wife should have been poisoned to make her body so weak! Fortunately, my wife is recuperating after taking good medicine. She just needs to prescribe a few more medicines to make her life rest. It should be no big problem."

This strange thing is also the medicine effect left in Yunuo's body. It seems that ordinary people can't prescribe such prescriptions. I think this is the case in the prime minister's house, which has everything.

Zi Mu naturally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He glanced at Yu Nuo, who closed his eyes tightly, and sighed slightly. Before he talked to her like this, I think she tried her best to help the master? Otherwise, according to the master's character, how could she be hurt?

Fortunately, it's just a waist injury. It doesn't matter. Otherwise, how can she feel guilty?

I talked to her like that before. I had already forgotten my identity and her identity. Now it's really ridiculous that I have reason to question others. It's really ridiculous!

She can't say anything like promise. A woman who has no strength to bind a chicken, for the struggle between her loved one and the dead, and for protecting her loved one, she fought with her bare hands, which is really admirable.